It was all right when you amused yourself by praising some horrible abortion of Grandpaw Holcombe’s or panning the pants off your own father and that pretty butcher’s-calendar boy that he’s got himself for a partner.
All you stand for is plush, gilt and marble, old Guy Francon, the Cosmo-Slotnick Building, the Frink National Bank, and that little abortion of the Centuries that will never pay for itself.
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Abortion is a tough issue. Some consider it a question of a woman’s right to control her body, but others consider it a question of defending the helpless from murder.
No abortion, no religion, and nothing about today’s botched lockdown drill, okay?
Laurie Halse Anderson -- The Impossible Knife of Memory